Disclaimer: If I own Final Fantasy Tactics, then... absolutely nothing will change except maybe better advertising because it's totally not fair with how it was released at the same time as Final Fantasy VII. :( I have too many feelings for this baby.
No one could believe it
How the smallest of men
Could even achieve it
Powers of a thousand and ten
How his small, fragile heart
More tenacious than steel
From nothing but an upstart
Purity grand enough to heal
Yet power he wished not
Nor demons, nor death
But friends, far and near, he sought
To breathe one final clear breath
It's not as if he was a special anything
If special innocence could ever count
It's not like he'll wear love's ring
Like his old companion far beyond the mount
Time will see to his end
As the untold breathes his last
As people once dear are no longer friends
As his good deeds fade to the past
The world curses him so
Announces him evil, possessed
His noble blood left behind in the snow
His empty grave left unblessed
But reality breathes a breath for him
And life surrounds the place he rests
His sister comes by, her future no longer grim
Smiling gratuitously, mourning flowers lain cross his breast
Too young, too pure, too precious to be
As if angels have claimed him back
Until years later a martyr's plea
Gives back to what he lacked
A/N: I hate crying to sleep because I then wake up the next day with some body part cramping like crazy and feeling like absolute shit even though I got a full night's sleep.
On the bright side? Apparently, tears are good for your skin, and at least I got a full night's sleep. :D